Last Christmas I got this really amazing gift of a small getaway into the mountains with the pup at a pet-friendly hotel.
This past year has been so tough that this is the first time since last Christmas that I have felt strong enough to go - just me and Decker. So here I am.
I am in a beautiful hotel, surrounded by mountain views and fresh air.
I still can't quite get all the way to the town site without driving... But at least I can be here without using my walker (at least not today).
I am very much looking forward to tomorrow - no matter what I end up being physically able to do. I have a good book if I need to just sit and read. I have a general plan for where to walk if I can get out. I also have a couple of places that I'd like to drive to if I can. But if nothing else happens - if watching the World Series in the hotel bar, sitting outside with Dex, and reading my book - are all that I get to do, then I am thrilled.
At least I am out where I love to be.
It's my first real holiday since last summer, so I am going to enjoy every single minute. I am only an hour and a half away from home, but I feel like I could be across the world. Why? Because I am CHOOSING to make this a holiday. A getaway. A celebration that I am finally feeling at least strong enough to get out of town. I finally feel comfortable to be away from Calgary hospitals for just a couple of days. It's tough to explain that feeling. The anxiety of being far away from a very good medical facility... Is it still in the back of my head? Absolutely. But I am not feeling scared. I feel that I have enough of a handle on the situation that I know what the warning signs are, I know what needs to be done at a medical facility, and I have the paperwork to show it if it went that far... So a few days should be absolutely fine. :)
I love little holidays.
😊